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There was no use pretending either of us wanted slow and soft and sweet. There would be time for that later.
Now, our bodies were flames, threatening to burn if we didn't give them what they wanted.
Each other.
My legs wrapped around his lower back as his tongue moved inside to claim mine, my hips shifting until I felt the hard length of him press against the juncture of my thighs, making a ragged moan escape me, muffled by his lips.
"Fuck," he hissed, lips ripping from mine, moving down my neck as his hands bunched up my shirt, his lips sealing around my nipple, sucking it into a hardened point, then moving across my chest to continue the delicious torment.
His hands were hungry, roaming down my belly, slipping under the waistband of my pants and panties, stroking up my slick cleft to find my clit, teasing over it the way he knew I liked best—in slow strokes at first, building to fast circles as my whimpers became moans, as my nails scraped down his back.
A low growl escaped me when the orgasm tore through my system, stealing my breath, leaving me gasping for air when I came back down from the waves.
But Watts wasn't giving me any time to recover, moving back onto his heels, grabbing the waistbands to my pants and panties, yanking them down my thighs, working them off of my ankles, tossing them to the side, then dropping down, his tongue sliding up my cleft to work my sensitive clit as two fingers thrust inside me, finger-fucking me for a long couple of minutes before turning, twisting, stroking over my top wall, driving me up hard and fast once again.
This time, though, he wouldn't let me fly over the edge.
His lips left my clit.
His fingers pulled out of me.
But there was only the lingering disappointment for a moment before his body weight was on me again, and his cock was slamming deep inside me.
His curse mingled with my moan as my walls tightened around him, adjusted to the familiar, but long-missed fullness.
Watts's forehead pressed to mine for a second as he took a few deep breaths, tried to find some control, as the need grew too strong to ignore, making my hips move around in little circles, needing more of that deep friction, that promise of fulfillment.
Soon, he too was too far gone to try to drag it out, make it last.
He shifted up, yanking my legs around his hips, and slamming inside me over and over, his thrusts hard and fast, taking every inch of me each time, hips jerking up as he was deep, creating a delicious little pinch I had always been so addicted to.
My hips continued their circles, getting more of that friction, letting it drive me up.
Watts's body weight shifted onto one arm, his other hand going between my thighs, working my clit, forcing me toward that edge, then shoving me over, leaving me crashing down into my orgasm, crying out his name as the waves crashed through me, my walls contracting around his cock, milking his orgasm from him as well. He cursed out my name as he continued to drive into me, until we both became weak and boneless.
His weight crushed into me after, but I welcomed the weight, wrapping him up with arms and legs, holding on tight to someone I never thought I would get to hold again, and now that I could, I never wanted to let go.
"I still have it," he said, pulling me out of my post-orgasm stupor.
"Still have what?" I asked.
"The ring," he said, pressing his lips to mine. "When I got out, I went to get it. I carry it with me. To be close to you in a small way, I guess. I still have it. And I still want you to wear it. I know it can't be real and official anymore."
"It's real," I countered. "And it is official if we say it is. No one would ever know. No one else exists. We make the rules now."
"I like that," he decided, sealing his lips to mine. "You have any other rules for me to follow?"
"Oh, only that I want orgasms like that at least twice a day from now until eternity."
"Well," he said, rolling off to my side, pulling me with him. "I can manage that. Anything else?"
"Oh, not much," I said, smiling, heart more full than it had been in years, than it had been since the last time I was in his arms. "Just a happily ever after."
"Well, we can work on that," he told me, sealing his lips to mine.
After some sleep, Watts got right onto the promise for more orgasms.
And then we both got to work on that happily ever after.
It was nothing like the one we'd planned on in our old life. But it was no less wonderful.
